now im thinking, maybe i was stoned. i felt my feet lift off the ground. and my heart was screaming at my bones, i need you closer. as he is in the middle of the street, i pretend he is mine to keep. cars are running fast on both sides of his head. his eyes say closer. closer closer. i met him when the sun was down, the bar was closed, we both have had no sleep. my face beneath the streetlamp. it reveals what it is lonely people seek. closer closer. closer closer. and Im close enough to loose. close to the point, where you know that your mind, it can not choose. close enough to loose. close enough to loose your heart.
the tiny
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åh min lilla sitrus på café utan mig!!!
pappa har sagt att han ska fixa min fot.
jag vet inte jag..
men jag ska i alla fall powerpoka imorrn.
puss min lilla maräng
/ ruski
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